The tranquil night sky carried a slightly chilly breeze that was gently blowing. The clouds had finally dispersed. Under the charming moonlight, at the base of No-Sword Peak, two figures seemed to be stuck together like worms on the snowy ground. The moonlight shimmered like ripples on a lake, and Su Bei's hand was pressed in a most ill-timed place, causing Dan Wulan beneath him to frown tightly, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.
Truth be told, he had not expected this icy woman to be as tender as tofu. Hmm, a completely different feel from Eldest Senior Sister...
After that, Su Bei became somewhat flustered.
